Okay, this is the second last chapter, I meant for it to be a chapter or two longer but I've got work in the mornings and it would probably end up taking me a month if I didn't end this story soon. Enjoy and Review.

Lindsays tail swished as she crept forward. She licked her lips as if she couldn't wait to get a taste of a child. Of course she didn't though, kids were toxic! She had enough decontaminations to know that.

I'm going to get it right this time. I am! Lindsay thought to herself as she took another careful step forward. She figured that if she just watched where she was stepping then she would be able to make it to the childs bed and maybe even get a scream out of him this time! The idea excited Lindsay so much that she literally jumped for joy. Wrong move.

Lindsay landed on a sharp toy and leapt backwards into the childs bed. She huddled up underneath the blankets, praying that she wouldn't have to get decontaminated again for the tiny slip up. It was just a toy. What harm could it do?

The sound of someone snoring made Lindsay turn her head. Right next to her, was a sleeping human child. Right next to her. As in, Lindsay was in the childs bed, huddling under human blankets that could possibly be toxic.

"Aaaah!" Lindsay screamed, making the child stir. He didn't even wake fully, just twitched a little. The kid was like a rock!

Lindsay threw the blankets off her and ran for the door, skidding to a halt just as she reached the exit. There was no trace of human on her. No evidence that she had actually touched something toxic. Lindsay had met people who hadn't died from coming in contact with a child, like her great uncle Charles. He must have told that story a million times. Maybe if she didn't tell anyone, nobody would find out and she wouldn't die?

Lindsay calmed herself as she slipped out the door, not bothering to check the metre. The kid hadn't slipped a scream.

Tyler was waiting for her outside her designated closet door. She almost didn't recognize him because she was still wearing his trademark headband to cover up the bald spot.

"Hey babe, how'd it go? I heard some screaming but nothing registered on-"

"OhheyTyler,itwentgood, ' ." Lindsay said quickly. She had always hated lying, especially to her boyfriend that took her on a date while she had a sock shaped bald spot. As uneventful as the date had been, it was still nice of him.

Lindsay started walking out of the Monsters Inc. building, spotting a phone on her way out.

It wouldn't hurt to check up on Great Uncle Charles. Lindsay thought as she slipped a coin into the slot and dialed her Uncles phone.

It rang twice before a lady, Lindsays Aunt Martha, answered. "Hullo?"

"Hi Aunt Mandy, can I talk to Uncle Charlie?" Lindsay asked, wiping the anxiety sweat off her brow.

"Uncle Charles is dead." Martha answered and Lindsay immediately dropped the phone, missing the part of the coversation where Martha said he got hit by a car, and let the phone dangle off the wire. If Uncle Charles was dead...that must mean children really are toxic!

Lindsay started running in circles, screaming. "I'M GOING TO DIE! I TOUCHED A HUMAN! I TOUCHED A HUMAN!"

Almost immediately, the room started flashing red and people dressed in yellow broke through the windows. Lindsay didn't even notice when they pulled up an ugly yellow drape to hide what they were doing and pinned Lindsay to the floor. Only then did she realize that golden fur was flying everywhere. Her golden fur.

Lindsay sat up a minute later and looked at her body. She had a cone around her neck and every hair on her body was gone...except one.

"I'll cherish you forever, my beautiful, golden mane." Lindsay cooed to the hair. A monster dressed in the same yellow thermal suits saw what she was talking to and plucked the hair off her body.

Lindsays blue eyes grew wide in horror as the realization dawned on her. "I'm...bald."

"I'M BAAALD!" Lindsay cried as she raced home, deciding not to come back home for the next two weeks.